Meant For Each Other Novels & Stories

The only consolation I have now is that they had loved me for what I am. I loved them both, both of them loved me. God made balance to our unique relationship, giving them both at same time their kid of their own. No one of them would marry me because they don't want to hurt each other. So, we will be in this unique relationship until forever. What would they tell to their kids when they grow up?

They were determined to create a future bathed in love, to forge unbreakable bonds that would carry them through life's trials and triumphs. With every passing moment, their love grew stronger, the flames of their passion igniting an unyielding fire within them. They understood that their love wasn't just about romance—it was about partnership, support, and the unspoken language that bound their hearts together. They were a team, ready to face the world hand in hand.

“Together.” They looked at each other for a long time. No need for more words. Something unspoken passed between them; an understanding born from pain, survival, and the same determination to stop what had begun. The storm of Aethelgard wasn’t over. But in that quiet moment, as the echoes of the past still vibrated through the world, two people found each other in the silence and began to hope for something more.

I was just holding onto the one thing that can make me whole and I didn't want to let go. We didn’t want more pledges, more words. I knew we had each other, and that was good enough. Whatever else would come, whatever life would throw in our path, we would meet it together. We had endured everything and we would continue to endure.” Because we had each other. And right now, in the darkness of the night, with only the crackle of the fire and the sound of his heartbeat in the silence dividing us, that’s all we needed. .

“Me too.” It wasn’t just the warmth of their bodies. It felt like a quiet celebration—of two hearts finally arriving at the same place.

she said, matching me breath for breath, “I will make him a memory.” We grinned like two menacing animals who finally found the exact same prey and realized they were both hungry enough to tear the world for it. Between us, the bed, the broken wall, the dripping plaster, everything mapped back to that single, awful, perfect truth: we were not meant to save each other. We were meant to own each other. And we would.

I wasn’t virgin to violence being that I was raised in a city but that didn’t mean that I liked violence. Was I only avoiding the inevitable? If two souls are meant to be together then in no way was it possible for them to be apart, that was their destiny. Right? Like the saying ‘when its time for souls to meet, there’s nothing on earth that can prevent them from meeting. No matter where each may be located. When two hearts are meant for each other, no distance is too far, no time is too long, and no other heart can break them apart’ Was that how it was between me and Maverick now? forever stuck in a pull and push relationship?

I was hoping she would quickly open it, but she slowly untied the ribbon. Inside were matching bracelets, one for her and one for me. They were meant for long-distance couples, where you could press them to let the other know that you are thinking about them. There were a few hidden meanings to how many times you pressed it, as well as ones that you could create.

Denzel asks. I nod. “They are like lichens. They coexist together and depend on the other for everything! Especially my dad!” “Then we’ll just have to remind them how much they need each other. We’ll have to let them feel the forgotten romantic spark and chemistry in their marriage.” “But how?” Denzel and Ben communicate silently through their eyes with a crooked grin on their faces. “It’s time to take up mission matchmaking!”

Loving each other. One day at a time. One moment at a time. Building a life that mattered. Not because it was perfect. But because it was theirs. Completely, utterly, beautifully theirs. And that was enough. More than enough. That was everything. Everything they'd ever needed. Everything they'd ever wanted. Everything they'd ever fought for. Right here. Right now. This life. This love. This family. Perfect in all its imperfect glory. Theirs. Forever theirs. Just as it was always meant to be.